Looking at the corridor with only a little crimson moonlight shining through on the left and right sides, Franka blended into the shadows and crept towards the staircase.
She even suspected that Charles couldn't find her, so he simply asked the "Magician" lady to teleport Gardner Martin away. Otherwise, how could he suddenly disappear without her noticing
There was no movement on the third floor of the gray and white villa. Franca listened carefully for a while and felt that she was the only one left in the whole building. The butler, butler, maid, gardener and cook seemed to have evaporated into thin air.
She carefully walked to the personal servant's room facing the staircase, stretched out her right hand, and silently twisted the handle.
Relying on her "dark vision", Franka saw at a glance that there were two people lying on the bed. They were hugging each other, covered with the same thin blanket.
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Almost at the same time, Franka's pupils suddenly dilated.
The two men had no heads, their necks were tucked together, and the cuts were covered in blood!
At this moment, Franka was startled at first, and then she remembered Charles' description of Olson, the "supervisor" of the "Iron Cross". She suspected that Gardner's personal servant and his lover had a similar situation - their brains "came to life" and left their bodies on their own.
She did not examine the man and woman carefully. She closed the door inaudibly and blended into the dark shadows at the stairwell.
She wanted to see if anyone else in the building had experienced something similar.
As soon as she reached the lobby on the first floor, Franka's eyes froze: all the armor and weapons that were originally placed here were gone!
What a big change... Damn, why don't I feel anything? Franka was originally very confident in her abilities, experience and reaction, but now she was a little shaken.
The next second, she saw the door of the bathroom on the first floor open and a maid in an old nightgown walked out.
The maid shook the liquid off her hands and walked slowly back to the servant's room. Her head was empty, with only her neck stained with bright red.
Hiding in the shadows, Franca looked out the window again. The two guards who were patrolling by had also lost their heads, and their shadows reflected on the glass looked like enlarged beer bottles.
After roughly confirming the situation at No. 11 Quanshui Street, Franka no longer hesitated and quickly dived out of the villa.
She planned to report to Madam Judgment immediately, and then use the statue of the Original Witch to tell Bronx Soren and the Black Witch Clarisse about the changes here.
The latter must be performed in a ceremony, and Franka is worried that attempting this in this strange building will cause unnecessary changes and bring unpredictable dangers, so she decides to leave the abnormal environment first and then take corresponding measures.
…
In the dark night, in the empty house, the "Witch of Joy" hid in the shadows, left the building from the side, and walked around to the lawn in front.
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Under Trier, "Flame" Danitz punched open the stone door.
Behind this is a very small mine cave with three extinguished classical oil lamps, one high and two low, embedded in the stone wall.
In the middle of the mine, a downward staircase was dug. In the light of the fire, the bottom was dark and seemed to have no end.
Danitz retracted his fist, turned his body sideways, and signaled the nearly twenty sailors who followed him to enter the mine and divide the work.
There are "hunters" who are responsible for observing the environment and finding hidden traps and unclear traces; there are "fortune tellers" who confirm the direction of pursuit and the degree of danger by tossing coins and turning crystal pendants; there are "sailors" in the middle sequence who are waiting to support their teammates and deal with unexpected situations... ...
With this kind of coordination, Danitz's team quickly passed through the stairs and tunnels, and the view in front of them suddenly opened up.
They soon saw a quarry hole with many depressions dug out, and straw mats, rags, pottery jars and other items scattered on the ground.
Danitz looked around and laughed softly:
"It's been turned into a soldier's den..."
"Not long ago there were dozens of rebels living here."
His eyes turned to the empty end of the quarry, where there was a wide tunnel that led to nowhere.
A sailor standing next to Danitz said with a chuckle: "There should be many similar soldier hiding caves nearby. Is the main force of the rebels led by the Carbon Burning Party all here?"
"I'm not blind, I can see it!" Blazing Danitz swore, "The question now is, where did they go? Is the riot about to start?"
…
Market area, Golden Rooster Hotel, Room 305.
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Anthony Reid woke up when the earthquake just happened.
After escaping that night, he was very sensitive to all kinds of movement, but not as scared as hearing gunshots.
Thinking about the previous discussion and the dangerous intelligence, he couldn't fall asleep again quickly.
Anthony Reid got out of bed, poured himself a glass of light beer, and gulped it down to ease the anxiety in his mouth and heart.
After giving himself a "comfort", he decided to force himself to sleep for a while.
At this moment, he heard banging at the hotel door.
Who comes back so late at night? Sounds a bit urgent... Anthony Reid listened for a while and felt that there was some problem brewing in the dark.
Soon, there were footsteps going up and all the way to his door.
Anthony Reid immediately opened the door and looked into the dim corridor.
He saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray-blue worker's uniform, a duckbill cap, and an impatient look on his face.
This is one of his informants in the dock development.
"What happened?" Anthony Reid asked in a calm and soft voice.
The informant was comforted and no longer anxious or nervous. He looked around cautiously and said in a low voice, "There will be a big strike at the dock tomorrow. It is said that weapons will be distributed."
"Distribute weapons..." Anthony Reid's mind instantly flashed with the words "barracks", "incendiary bombs", "smoke bombs", "rifles", "two-wheeled carts" and other items that represent the chaos in Trier.
In Trier, because the citizens have a strong spirit of resistance and are good at marching and fighting, similar things are not too strange. They happen every two or three years, sometimes even two or three times a year. The only difference is the scale. But at the critical moment when the terrorist disaster is about to come, there is suddenly such a large-scale strike for the distribution of weapons. Anthony Reed can't help but think that this may have been premeditated and is part of the disaster.
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The intelligence dealer took out a gold Louis and said to the informant: "Your information is very important."
"Find an excuse not to go to the dock tomorrow and hide at home."
The informant instinctively bit the shiny gold Louis, happily said goodbye to Anthony Reed, and left the Golden Rooster Hotel.
Anthony didn't waste any time and quickly went downstairs to Lumian's room.
He knocked on the wooden door of Room 207 lightly, but as the sound echoed, there was no movement inside. It was so silent that it seemed as if no one had lived there for a long time.
Anthony Reid paused and frowned slightly.
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In the world of the painting, the setting sun shines on the chaotic streets, and the sky is still bright.
Lumian and Jana ran past the broken gas lamps and headed for the market avenue.
They didn't know when "Room 7" where Wazan Sangsong's family lived would find out that the two of them were teleported here, so they had to reach the black hole representing the Breeze Ballroom before the other party locked it again.
That way, even if other plans failed or were too late to complete, they still had a last choice - to enter the black hole, try their luck, and see where they would appear.
After running for a distance, Lumian saw the market avenue in sight. He immediately grabbed Janna's shoulders and let red flames emerge from his body, covering the two of them and evolving into a huge fireball.
The fireball whizzed forward at an extremely fast speed.
Lumian forced Janna to fly over a distance of seven or eight meters to the intersection of the chaotic street and the market avenue.
During this process, unlike Lumian, Janna was not almost immune to the flames. Her hair and skin felt the burning pain, but she did not struggle violently. She just shrank her body and created frost to resist the red fire flow and relieve the pain.
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In the blink of an eye, the two of them landed at the edge of the market avenue.
From here, you can see the area where the Breeze Ballroom is located from afar, and the deep darkness.
This means that Lumian no longer needs to look for coordinates and can directly locate the destination.
What you see is what you get!
The black mark on his right shoulder glowed again.
"Spiritual Travel"!
Lumian and Janna appeared next to the dark area in a flash.
At this moment, a crystal-like wall appeared in front of the two people.
It extends upwards, enclosing the entire Breeze Ballroom area, shaped like a transparent pot lid.
Lumian and Janna looked up subconsciously and saw two figures in the air:
One was a young woman wearing a blue beret, a tucked-in white shirt, dark trousers, and an open beige vest. She was covered in paint, had short orange hair, and yellow eyes that were both deep and ethereal, as if hiding a world.
The other was a man in his thirties, wearing similar clothes to the woman, but with red pants on his lower body. His face had soft features, lighter eyebrows, and blue eyes that were also distant and flickering.
He was holding a thick paintbrush and a tray of mostly used paint.
Both of them have a pair of transparent wing-like membranes on their backs, similar to dragonfly wings, which flutter gently to help them float in the air.
"Painter"? Those "fairies"? Lumian and Janna had a guess instantly.
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The man looked at Lumian with a surprised expression, and said in a voice that seemed to come from far away: "Welcome back to the 'Inn', Room 1."
Room 1... Lumian's eyes suddenly froze.
Room 1? Janna was so shocked that she couldn't help but turn her head to look at her companion beside her.